Food on the Market

New track i made called food on the market (:

http://soundcloud.com/james-61/food-on-the-market

i made everyone one of these lyrics up myself u wont find them on google or anywhere or in any songs (:


lyrics..


Everybody knows, looks are deceiving,
these man are sheep on a little bo peep ting,
you dont know zemz so you shud just leave it,
an im so sick you could call me anemic

Got my stainless, i will get with the stealing,
got my green im always leaning,
bare man are gassed like pipes that a leaking,
"Zemz will get sprayed" Hes on the mr sheen ting

Haha, ill take you to the cleaners,
bring out the sports bikes and B'mers,
punch up man right combo sequence,
always bangin eats and ill keep it frequent

you can say, my mood is ballistic,
trust me cuz u can check the statistic,
so, do you really wanna risk it,
run up in your house and take more than a biscuit!!

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Chorus..

Yeah, and theres food on the market,
haters wanna chat shit but they never start it,
got nice weed, imma roll up and spark it,
aftershock, JD and now im plastered

Shutup ya bastard, left in a casket
say ya got gats but you never ever blast it
you know where the par it, cold flows the artic,
get in a nice whip, imma roll up and park it
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Look, your not really like me,
gettin slued, thats pretty likely
Commercial dickhead i cant say it slyly
grimescene pussman abit like wiley

PISSED, a river you can cry me
so you can send the mic to me,
Why, cos you cant reply to me
bullshit in your bars, you cant lie to me

Badman talking dont even frighten me
Q in a spliff, send the light to me
Couple dons chicks wanna slice of me
I take chances, roll the dice for me

Look, u cant ever jump on the hype,
cos u might, loose your life,
so you can, all say goodbye,
to R.A.Z.O.R on the mic


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Chorus..

Yeah, and theres food on the market,
haters wanna chat shit but they never start it,
got nice weed, imma roll up and spark it,
aftershock, JD and now im plastered

Shutup ya bastard, left in a casket
say ya got gats but you never ever blast it
you know where the par it, cold flows the artic,
get in a nice whip, imma roll up and park it
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Your a little girl, your looking for sympathy,
why you gonna chat like you send for me,
white like a ghost, saink like an entity
your girl comes here and says enter me!

Cats on the line got a ben for me,
cats on the line got a sken for me
shot on the spot like a penalty
a headshot will hit you mentally

And me im just a centerpiece
ampin the place are dogs with flees,
and me i just live in barclays,
im about my P's.. B.M.T

BIG MAN TING..


blah blah blah..


DUN NOE